Chapter 507
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In the sky where the black haze floated, an ominous aura shrouded over. In the air, a cluster of black threads strangely condensed into a tall figure.
The black leather shoes landed beside Smoker's dead body. With a cold hissing sound, strands of black threads pierced through Smoker's body. Like a needle sewing a tattered doll, they strangely surged in Smoker's shriveled and cracked chest.
Strands of black threads wrapped around the broken arms and wriggled against the dry and cracked sand layer. They grabbed the two bony arms that were thrown to the side and gently pulled them back into the body.
Yarlin's five fingers grabbed the blade that pierced through Smoker's chest. With a gentle pull, the sharp blade was pulled out. There was still some blood on the hilt that stuck out of the wound.
With a flick of his wrist, Arlen flung the hilt of his sword out of his hand. A cold gust of wind blew across the ground, and the black-and-white masked swordsman caught the incoming sword hilt in his palm. There was still a sheathed longsword hanging from his waist.
The masked swordsman raised his sword and pointed it at Crocodile. His eyes were cold and emotionless.
The clouds in the sky rumbled with thunder. Enel stepped on the thundercloud and pointed the scepter in his hand at the faint yellow sand vortex above Crocodile's head.
"Conspiring to cause unrest in Alabasta, then cruelly killing the members of the Nefertari royal family, and finally crazily resisting arrest and killing Colonel Smoker …" Arlen's gaze focused on the hideous scar on Crocodile's chest that was dripping with blood, and a cruel smile appeared on his face. "Crocodile, it's time for you to atone for your sins!"
Accompanied by Yarlin's ruthless judgment, the electric arcs in the air accurately hit the image bugs and burned them into charred corpses.
Crocodile's eyes glanced at the monitoring image bugs in the corner of the abandoned manor. The rotten corpses of the Nefertari royal family were dragged out of the manor by the black threads. They were neatly arranged in a row and reflected in Crocodile's pupils.
Crocodile looked at Yarlin and gritted his teeth. "This is all your plan, Smoker, you idiot …"
His words stopped abruptly. Crocodile caught a glimpse of Smoker, who was dead, opening his eyes strangely. His dead fish eyes were filled with deep darkness.
His two severed arms had been sewn back together, and the dry and wrinkled skin all over his body had been strangely elongated. His entire body had grown to the height of a human head, and his shriveled and withered chest had once again swelled up. His entire body was filled with violent and terrifying muscles.
His short silver hair, which was like a needle head, exuded a cold chill. He moved his stiff neck and wrists, and then rubbed his cheeks that were full of dead skin and wrinkles. His eyes were indescribably strange.
Crocodile's words stopped, and he almost bit off the tip of his tongue. He stared at the resurrected Smoker in shock. His pupils contracted and trembled sharply. The strange scene in front of him made his heart cold and his scalp tingle.
.....
Resurrected from the dead?!!
Thinking of the mystery of Yarlin's resurrection, Crocodile's mind went blank. He stared at Smoker.
The latter was full of a cold and strange atmosphere. His faintly moving eyes made Crocodile's heart palpitate. Those cold eyes without a trace of emotion made Crocodile's heart tremble.
There was no hatred in those eyes. There was only a bone-chilling coldness. The eyes that looked at Crocodile were not looking at an enemy, but just staring coldly at a humanoid living thing.
This resurrected person was not Smoker, or not completely Smoker!!!
"Your name is Smoker!" Yarlin stood behind Smoker. His hands gently rested on the latter's shoulders. His head was half tilted and close to Smoker's ear. His terrifying eyes looked coldly at Crocodile. "Don't you want to know the secret of my resurrection? Now you see it? … Kill him. "
The last three words suddenly became extremely cold. Yarlin retracted his head and received the order from Yarlin. His whole body turned into a black shadow and smashed forward like a cannonball.
There was a violent whistling sound in the air, and countless cold smoke chains were dyed black, covering the sky and the earth as they enveloped Crocodile.
Eleventh Apostle: Smoker
Title: Black Mist User!
Race: Human.
Class: Seventh Order Beginner, Evolvable.
Mental Strength 84
Nerve Conduction Rate 87
Bone Hardness 89
Muscle Activity 91
Blood Density Flow Rate 90
Ability: Natural Smoke Fruit.
Current Development: Advanced!
It could create a large amount of cold smoke from any part of the body. The smoke itself could be stretched and materialized according to the user's will. It could also be transformed into different shapes after materialization to carry out various attacks, such as the shape of a white snake or the shape of a vine. It can also be used as a part of the body to stretch the limbs of the smoke.
Expanding the scope of the smoke can be used to obscure the opponent's vision or trap a large range of enemies. As long as a part of the smoke is attached to the target, the opponent can't escape. Suddenly turning part of the body into smoke, it can be used to move at high speed by the reaction force generated by the instant spray of smoke. It can also be scattered in the atmosphere and used to move at high speed in the air or on the sea.
Rokushiki: Proficient in the use of Marine's Rokushiki. After the body is transformed into an apostle, it has a more powerful explosive force.
Armament Haki: Improves personal defense, acting like invisible armor; it can also evolve into attack power, and then compete with devil fruit ability users. It can even touch the body of the "Logia" fruit ability users. After training, Smoker can extend the ability of Armament Haki into the smoke.
Observation Haki: Makes the five senses sharp, can detect the breath of the surrounding creatures, emotional changes of Haki, can also be used to foresee and avoid danger.
Note: After the transformation and the injection of Yin Mark, the density and nature of the smoke has changed, with the nature of cold and pollution, and the lethality is more hidden and strange.
Crocodile was hit by the condensed black smoke and was directly knocked out of dozens of meters. Then he saw that the black rope of the bee pupa cracked dozens of bottomless gullies on the sand layer, like a poisonous dragon drilled out of the sand pile. His face changed suddenly. The danger of the resurrected Smoker was more terrifying than when he was alive.
The wound on his chest was still bleeding. Crocodile's face changed, and his hands were deeply inserted into the ground. Suddenly, the entire sand layer on the ground was raised, like a desert tsunami, it poured in the direction of Smoker …
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